TLC and Other Stuff
With five days to go before its official release, The Last Colony is beginning to slip out into the wild; here it is at the Easton Town Center in Columbus, Ohio, as photographed by Jeff Hentosz. Jeff admits to positioning the book for maximum photogenics; I have no problem with that so long as it remained face out, high shelf after he was done (the face-out Old Man’s War, I am told, was there already). But yes — if you’ve been waiting for the book, it’s beginning to get out there.
On the subject, here’s a review of TLC at Fantasybookspot.com, which is nice and positive (although contains at least one minor spoiler): “I dare you to put the novel aside in the final 100 pages!” the review says, although without the exclamation mark, which I put in because I suspect that’s what Tor’s marketing folks will do once they get their hands on it. The reviewer has quibbles, but notes “with the quick and fun flow of the book, it’s easy to ignore these flaws.” See, now, that’s an actual compliment. I think nearly every book has flaws of some sort or another, but if your reader is going “eh, I’m having too much fun to complain,” you’re doing something right. Yes, I’m an expert at distracting you from my shortcomings! Look! Fluffy kittens!
Also out, an amusing and very positive review of The Ghost Brigades at the Agony Column, in which Rick Kleffel notes “you may want to go out and shove this book down the gullet of some Hollowood types who are without doubt making, bad stupid space movies when they could be filming Scalzi’s work.” I do appreciate the sentiment, although I would note that actually, physically attempting ram this or any other book past a movie producer’s epiglottis is likely to cause that producer to have traumatic associations with the title, further reducing its chances of being produced.
Now, as it happens, there has been interest from Hollywood regarding these books, which is nice. We’re waiting for a deal that makes sense for us. Other than that I can’t say much, except to tell you not to get too excited. Strange are the ways of Hollywood, and slow. And I have no intention of being a cheap date.
Moving away from me for a moment: Kurt Vonnegut is dead from brain injuries from a fall. This is why, when I turn 70, I’m moving to a single level house. I don’t have too much to say about his passing, other than that the man was brilliant and despite that, I enjoyed many of his books. Funny how being brilliant doesn’t always equate to creating books that are good reads. This wasn’t much of a problem for Vonnegut. Something for other brilliant authors to note and learn, hopefully.
Finally, this comment came in today in the Lee Iacocca thread, from Hirotami Hirano, in Japan:
I also lost my wife last month.
I read “Oldman’s war” at a crematory.
Our marriage life was just so as in that.
Mr. Hirano, I am honored that my words spoke to you in that moment. You are in my thoughts.